All Chapters of My Forbidden Mate : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

WILLIAM POV I stood in the servants' quarters, holding the rough fabric of my bag tightly. Mychect beating against my ribs, each beat reminding me of what I was about to do. Leave. Escape. Flee with Princess Alaana before her father,Alpha Draven tore us apart. I gathered only a few things because I own nothing except from the baggy jeans and sweatpants I put on. I also take a bottle of water and a loaf of bread I stole earlier from the kitchen I walked to the hallway gently, barely hearing my footsteps. I was careful while walking to avoid the patrolling warriors from suspecting me because of the bag I was with. She should have been here. Princess Alaana had promised to meet me in my chambers once she had assured the safe access. But when I slipped through the narrow servants' tunnel into her room, I found it empty.She wasn't there. Her box was on her bed and the window was still open. Something was wrong. I breathed hard trying not to be nervous, I had to find her. I

ALAANA POV I sat on the edge of my bed, my chest pounding so hard that i could ear it.The weight of my father's decree suffocated me.Tears filled my eyes as I imagined Williams on the battlefield. He was gentle and kind, dedicated to serving the Pack, not fighting. What he handled were mostly trays of food, not swords. How could he survive?I can recall how scared he was, the last time i looked into his eyes "Don't worry, Princess Alaana," he muttered, wiping away my tears with a shaky hand. "I'll get back to you.”But he was lying. I could see it in his eyes. He knew, as I did, that he wouldn't return.I placed my hand on my chest, where the Mate bond burned with uneasy agony. I could still feel him, distant, faint, but alive. It was the only thing that kept me from not falling apart completely.But how long will it last?I gritted my teeth. If my father would allow me to fight, I would have gone with him. I would protect him, fight alongside him. But my father will never agree.

WILLIAM POV The battlefield was chaotic, blood soaked the ground, mixing with the rain that fell from the sky, as if the moon goddess themselves were mourning the fallen. The Invaders were full of strength as they were tearing our warriors to pieces mercilessly. The air was filled with screams and screams mixed with the cries of the wounded and the dying warriors.I never dreamed of this day that I would be in a war fighting, I never imagined myself that I would be here. I was expected to serve, to submit, to stand aside. But today, duty had forced and dragged me into the battlefield alongside the strongest and most experienced warriors. I held the sword with both hands using all my strength though I have never held a sword before, breathing heavily as I struggled to fight the enemies with all the strength I have left.My heart was pounding, not just from fear, but from something deeper, inside me."William, look at your back!" came a voice.I had no time to react when the voice brok

ALAANA POVThe halls seem to stretch on forever, each footstep echoing as I walked in pain. My leg trembled as I walked slowly.I barely even noticed the guards at the Pack who stared at me in amusement as I walked directly to my father's chamber. They stiffened at my approach, but I said nothing. A single glance at my pale face, pain shining in my watery eyes, was enough for them to silently open the doors.In the distance, my father, Alpha Draven, stood tall behind his desk, papers scattered before him, his silver head bowed, thoughtful. He radiated strength even in the stillness, a living testament to the power of his lineage. I paused in the doorway, my heart pounding, the bond with my Mate a deep, bleeding wound in my soul.I'd felt it moments before.A deafening silence transcended the bond that held I and William My Mate.My everything."Dad..." I whispered, the word catching in my throat like barbed wire.Alpha Draven lifted his head; his golden eyes narrowed slightly at the

ALAANA POV I woke up the next morning, the flashing lights of the rising sun flashed through my room. The atmosphere was calm, I could only hear the sound of the birds flying around the trees. I adjusted from my bed and looked through the window. Looking at the beautiful bird's, which subside the chaos I felt since the start of the war. I lay in bed for a moment, my heart heavy with anxiety. William would have long been back, and the uncertainty unnerved me. I came down from the bed, I felt a shiver as I placed my leg on the cold floor.I dressed quickly and descended the narrow stairs to the servants quarters. The Pack was bustling, but my mind was entirely focused on William. My heart was pounding, I had different thoughts of William not coming back alive, fear gripped me, I stepped through the door to the servant quarters. The smell of freshly baked bread and the voices of servants filled the quarter."Has anyone seen William?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, but thick